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Re: Past Memories-They Do Come Back and Haunt You (One on One FMA RPG)
Director of Music:
Roy flinched painfully as Arianna flicked him on the forehead. He rubbed his head.
...There's gonna be a bruise there....
Roy glared at Arianna, he glared at the pills, and he glared at the doorway. He then said, "NO I will not take those pills, and I will not follow orders FROM SOME CRACK HEAD DOCTOR! GOT THAT?"
Fai:
"Calm down...Don't get mad over this. Don't lose your temper.." Arianna glared at Roy finally losing it, "You know what? I don't appreciate you calling a doctor a "crack head". Think about this way, Roy Boy, if I were the doctor and you called me a crack head; the next time you came in dying or bleeding to death, I wouldn't care. I would make sure you die." Arianna grinned flicking him again, "Got it? Take those pills or else.."
Director of Music:
"ROY BOY?!?!? DON'T CALL ME ROY BOY!!! AND BESIDES, THAT'S THE REASON WHY YOU'RE NOT A DOCTOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Just then the doctor came in rather fragile. "Uh...C--Colonel...Mmmmustang?"
"WHAT NOW! COME TO ISSUE MORE STUPID REQUESTS?!?!?"
The doctor gulped and took a step back. "I...um...we..you see, we..."
"GET ON WITH IT!"
"We diagnosed your illness sir. Part of it IS from a very bad cold, but the other half is PTSD...Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder."
Roy just glared at the man.
"T-...that's why...you're...not....going to be able to work...for...a month, now.."
"WHAT!!"
"And...S--sir...those outburts aren't good for your disorder.."Â WIth that said, the doctor ran out of the room.
"A DISORDER?!!?!?!? Y#*&@^#*&^*"Â Roy yelled.
Well...I always thought you were a bit...cuckoo, Roy....Boy
Fai:
"STOP YELLING AT THE DOCTOR! IT IS NOT HIS FAULT YOU'RE SICK AND HAH I TOLD YOU SO! You have a cold! I win. So hah! That's what you get; no work for a month. Imagine the paperwork!!!" Arianna exclaimed throwing her hands up in the air as she walked back to the chair. She sighed as she sat down again. "And it's rude to cuss at the doctor. Which reminds me...It's night now. Take your pill." Arianna said getting up. She opened the pill box and shoved the pill in his mouth as he tried to say something. The pill was soon followed by a stream of water.
Director of Music:
Roy, furiously mad and reduced to a Colonel without work was speechless. A STRESS DISORDER? HIM? THE PAPERWORK! Roy took his pillow and screamed into it. "AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH H!!!!!!!!" After 10 minutes of nonstop screaming, his voice was hoarse. He glared up at Arianna. "Why don't you just go back to my place now and leave me be?"
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